Sweet Words

okay this is my first post so i'd really appreciate criticism of any form..thanks

I wanted to be there for you when darkness surrounded you
Not pushed away when confusion confounded you through
This love was an illusion, but you wound it up to
Like a game were the you’re the coach and were the players
Left with the shame of knowing that we can’t break this gaming
Like an addiction that we just can seem the shake
Can’t break the habit and can’t escape the comments you make
The sweet words play in my mind, the rest is forgotten
The pain I swallowed so you would be there tomorrow
I tried to follow, but seemed to get left behind
With nothing but letters for memories of our time
But stuff it, I took it and was left to break up inside
You moved on and booked with another girl to reside
It’s hard to hide the emotions and sweet words spoken
Knowing later on they were the words I would choke on
But hold on. Now you say you want us together?
Boy I brave the weather before, this must be a set up
I’m fed up, how can I resist and stay away from ‘us’
So once again swallowed pride and was tagged along
I shoulda seen from the start, that this thing was wrong
How can you claim love? There still empty words you’re speaking!
I knew there was a reason, but wasn’t prepared for it be me
So I started believing that maybe I could do better
I could stay away from you, but it tore me forever
Now the sweet words still play, like violins echo
Never wanted to, but just knew I had to let go.

So you're a lady, writing a poem about losing your lady to another lady?

Or a guy losing his lady to another lady?

If it's the first option maybe you should try going with the laws of nature and date a few "Men" and by that I don't mean 20 year old boys....I mean "Men" who believe in something.

If it's the second option then don't sweat it. A "Real" Woman wouldn't sleep with another Woman. A Woman is only complete as a Lady if she has Faith in The LORD and if she does she would not give over her body to lust.

That sounds like something that Mary J. Blige would write or sing, not to compare you to her though. You swallowed your pride for the ever elusive love? I've been there before, lol...good piece though...I agree with them and their picking of lines too, and that ending was perfectly excecuted...